Can someone give time the wings and pass this night fast?
This is hurting me now
and hurting a lott!
My eyes never cried for so long,
My hands never shivered so vigourously,
My breath never hurdeled like that,
My head never ached so…
I m incomplete!
I was incomplete, ,
Somebody stole that smile of my face!
Somebody stole that calm in my nights,
which used to be there
With me, all the time!
Never left me,
In lurch! in dark!
In the midst of my way..!
This night!
O my lord!
Carrying a burden of tons over it..
This quietness!
This ticking of clock!
Seems terrible!
Like …
Waiting for some storm to come! !
Or, the end!
And then…
After some noise…
Everything will be fit and fine
Every night calm and quiet
Aaaah!
Somebody give time the wings and pass this night fast!
So that
These eyes could shine again!
This dark could leave!
This fuss! these unordered lines could end!
And a wind could blow!
To take along all the mess with it!
Leaving behind …
This heart and its joy!
This face and its smile!
This me and my satisfaction!
'Can someone give time the wings and pass this night fast? ' The whole emotional composition is rather the sounds of experience, whatever may be, I enjoyed this and added my 10 to it.
This dark could leave! This fuss! these unordered lines could end! And a wind could blow! To take along all the mess with it! A compost heap very beautifully arranged
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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